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                      "There was a time when our desire for each other would have landed us in an asylum or prison, had it not been sanctioned by mutual assent. True or false."
                           ― Lawrence Krauser, Lemon

Encounter number 5?

...You didn't want to go home. Not at all. Later that evening, you went to a friend's house, Alfred's to be exact. You didn't tell him about your stalker...what would he do? Laugh at you, or just feel sorry.

Even though it was summer, the night had a chilling air to it. You hated those nights. You were wearing shorts and a tank top for the day, now you were borrowing Alfred's jacket at night. It fit like a dinosaur(does that make sense?). The jacket was longer than your shorts. Making you look like, what you thought, a slut. The bomber jacket was easily recognizable to your stalker.

"TROIA!" The Italian raged to catch your attention.

Oh. Shit.

You quickened your pace to your house. Your black combat-boots slapping against the cold pavement. You were so scared. Very scared. And it was night, so no one would see what he was going to do to you.

"Hey! I'm-a talking to you-a!" His Italian accent slipped out. A rough hand yanked your wrist backwards. Your hair flew as he pulled you towards him. You let out a surprised cry. He glared at you with a killer's eyes. "Just what the fuck do you think you are wearing?" His calm voice hissed.

"A-a jacket?" You flinched, waiting for your doom.

"Don't play smart with me!" He yelled at you. "WHO'S jacket are you wearing?!" His iron grip increased ten-fold.

"S-stop! Luci! Your hurting me!" You cried using his nick-name. His eyes softened as he slid your wrist out of his hand.

"Bella...I...I'm sorry." He hugged you as you squirmed in his arms. "You know how protective I am, Yet you weren't there. And i stared to get worried. I was almost going to kill your mom!" His eyes began to be glazed with insanity. "But oh well...another day!"

You pushed him away in pure terror. "F-freak! Stop stalking me!" He raised a brow.

"Stalking? HAHAHA! don't think to highly of yourself girl!" He turned around, playing with the switch blade in his hands. "Any way, you better get into your house. Night is on the way, and I don't want any thing to happen to my prey." You nervously rubbed your wrist, the already forming bruise aching. "I left a present~"

You slammed the door. Locking it right after. You saw Iggy and nearly cried. You fell to your knees hugging the cat. "Did he do anything to you Iggy? Because if he did..." Your mom came into the room. Staring at you like you had finally lost it for hugging your cat and sobbing uncontrollably.

"You know ________ if you like him that much, then you could marry him." She joked. Your head shot up and glomped her. "Woah _____, I will be here for a long time ya know" That's what you worried about.

After the drama scene, you went up to your room to find your stalkers present. It sat there in your bed. A white shallow box, and a blood red ribbon wrapped around it. You shyly opened it, a necklace inside. It had a tear-dropped shape ruby in the center. The silver chain sparkling in the light. A shiver ran down your spine, indicating,

he was watching.

'Better to play along with his game.' you though. You lifted the necklace up, with a big, stupid smile plastered on your face. 'Excitingly' you ran to the mirror clipping it around your neck. You lightly touched the ruby, and headed to bed.

~encounter 6~

3:30 am

The sleeping girl laid in her bed. Tired emotionally from the fear and terror that the man gave her. Her window gently opened by itself. The Italian slipping skillfully inside. This amethyst eyes sticking out in the darkness that surrounded his light.

He walked quietly to you. He reached for your covers and slowly slipping under then, his hands wrapping around you, pulling you closer. He cupped your cheeks, giving you a soft peck on the lips.

"buonanotte ... il mio amore, la mia sanità mentale."


"what. did. he. do..." You quietly sat down on your bed. Holding your hand mirror in your shaky, unstable hand. You examined you face thoroughly. No cuts, no nothing, but there was  


but not yours.

It was smeared all over you cheeks, your waist...

                                         ...and your lips...
i love stalkers, just the oneswho dont stalk me lol
next is

And yes, just incase you are wondering, 2p italy does come into your room everynight, at 3:30 am exactly. He just does it so fast, you dont even know.

troia!-bitch/slut ((thanks ChiarikoPink))
buonanotte ... il mio amore, la mia sanità love, my sanity
i love EVERY hetalia character, some more than others...
comments and favs are appericiated!!!!
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LunaGamerImInPortal Featured By Owner Oct 25, 2014  Student General Artist
oh f*ck........
procrastinator-otaku Featured By Owner Oct 26, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
LunaGamerImInPortal Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2014  Student General Artist
help ;-;
Vernavernissa697 Featured By Owner Sep 21, 2014
Hmmm.... Exciting!!!! :D
procrastinator-otaku Featured By Owner Sep 21, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
thank you~
FRANCEISWONDERFUL Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2014
PervyMoni 3:30 a.m.!!!! i'll be waitingG.O Sexy Wink 
procrastinator-otaku Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
((omg your username)) 
dont worry, he shall come 
FRANCEISWONDERFUL Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2014
(( !!! France is Wonderful XDDD ))
eeeeee~ >///<
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FRANCEISWONDERFUL Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2014
(( XDDDDDD Merci mon chère ))
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